poem: WHEN YOU SLEEP by KM Quadri

WHEN YOU SLEEP

You are some times distant

Like the MTN Marathon

Far at the beginning

But close in the end

You stay entwined

In the thick bush of your hair

At unexpected seasons you flip

And fly with the flock of birds

Your mouth is speaking

The gospel in Psalms

And secrets in Revelations

Your eyes hide a pirate chest of words

Tucked safely in the deep waters of your being

But when you sleep . . .

Everything ceases to be

The race is tortoise

The forest is bare

The birds at nest

The coast is clear.

KM Quadri

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